PJR2007

Bombs are flying
people are dying
my men fall back
and im alone

i run out of ammo i look in my sack
but nothiing is there not even a bone
My commander blows his whistle
but its tooo late were hit by a missel

I wake up dazed
in no man land
I look up to see my friends amazed
That im missing both my hands
they drag me back to my trench
they wrap my hands to a wrench

Quite confused with what i see
i lookat them and think why me
they tell me to fight using the wrench
but all i want to do is stay in the trench

i got a grip of myself and said what the heck
I rush over the top high and mighty but i got shot in the neck
my body was sent back to my folks
they took me and put in the ground
for thats where i stay